I hate never having time to clean my apartment.
I hate ten-hour work days.
I hate my haircut.
I hate my hairdresser.
I hate eating oatmeal for dinner because I have nothing else to eat.
I hate Marlboros.
Monday, October 01, 2007
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I love never having time to clean my apartment because it at least gives me a viable excuse as to why said apartment is constantly a veritable hell-hole.
But at the same time I hate always having a filthy apartment . . .
But maybe people don't believe you! I'm not sure my friends believe me when I say my apartment is dirty because I am so terribly busy. After all, I had time to write this blog post. I could have been scrubbing the tub!
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